After our first night of freedom camping, we continued our drive down to Dunedin. We stayed in a holiday park so that we could shower and plug in for the rest of the day (some of our stuff like the kettle and heater will only work when we're plugged in).
We started walking into the town but it was a bit far from the holiday park, so after a quick stop at the pub we got a bus. Our day was spent checking out a few of the pubs in the city and walking around an art gallery. This one was actually fairly interesting with an exhibition by a woman who had taken all of her pictures on aeroplane journeys. She'd added food to pictures in the inflight magazine to give birds crowns and such, had a video lip-syncing to the radio and taken pictures of sleeping passengers. We headed back to the van to have dinner and get ready to go out. According to the Lonely Planet, Dunedin has an awesome music scene, although we didn't see any of this. Instead, it was the usual rubbish being blasted out of most bars accompanied by the usual drunk crowd.
The next morning, as we were trying to leave the campsite me and Charlie heard a strange sound and some banging, when she stopped the car, we discovered that we were still plugged in and the banging was Grace trying to make us stop. We were still plugged in but the post wasn't where it used to be! After sorting it out and paying for the damage, we headed off for a day trip to the Otago Peninsula.